10/25/2010

A European in Seoul

I Am Number Four
Despair compresses to hammering the spirit in a fashion
That seems to burst out abysmal moment in time
We do not know how to find any future to go! So just smile then run 
Join the broken heart parts of the pantomime; f*** exchanging any 
Life patterns, so called cultures in a foreign country
Something within circus insularity with interruption from next country — thrashing
Big victory in the river, near Kookmin banks,
A place where people are quick walking, running, jumping
Here and there, up and down, playing all kinds of antic pranks.
I spoke to him softly so, he whispered it back to me
No way is easy these days, he said to me
He thinks he loves me, and will not wants to hurt me
So he said to me nothing of what he felt for me:
He just didn't want to want me — but my 
Heart and mind — only loving forever

by hyunkyung
posted on 10/25/2010

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